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Chapter 83 King of the White Tower (5)

 Chapter 83 The King of the White Tower (5)

The violent demolition in front of the government successfully aroused a strong response.

Amid the hysterical cheers and screams, as a person with strong empathy, Fu Qian seemed to feel the joy of this group of people and waved to the stands gracefully.

There was another roar of adrenaline, and the gifts falling like raindrops almost filled the big hole in the ring.

I have to say that the security of the White Tower is quite good. Soon a team rushed to the ring, and their faces were almost dripping with water as they stared at the big pit on the ground.

If the arena in the first game is still usable, it will basically have to be torn down and rebuilt.

But it was worthy of being a place of wanton indulgence. After the team fished out the two corpses from the pit, they withdrew without saying a word.

This scene made Fu Qian even more interested in this place.

From a certain perspective, this depraved place is even more disciplined than outside.

At this time, a trembling referee came on stage and stood eight feet away to announce the winner.

When Fu Qian came off the field, he was treated like a hero, and the lights followed him all the way into the preparation room, as if he was already the star of the game.

"Welcome back!"

The priestess, who was holding towels and other items, stared at Fu Qian's legs with a stiff expression, not daring to come forward.

In fact, not only her, but the blonde female player next to her was also staring at him with a solemn expression.

I have to say that this guy is pretty good.

He looked at the blonde girl who was staring at him and gave him a good review before paying.

This woman is young, wearing a neat combat uniform, with blond hair and blue eyes, delicate facial features, and her snow-white skin is almost indistinguishable from the clothes of the same color.

Although he looks delicate, this guy is not at the same level as the spirited guy. He looks like a seventh-level transcendent with a decent aura.

"Vell."

Unexpectedly, facing Fu Qian's gaze, the blond woman actually took the initiative to come forward and introduce herself.

"Pay before payment."

Nod before paying.

"Mr. Fu, I have to say that your strength is so strong that it makes people despair."

The smile of the blonde girl Weier was somewhat helpless.

"Excellent."

Look at her before paying.

For such a young seventh-level person, it’s hard to imagine what her mentality is for participating in this.

The reward of limb replacement is certainly tempting, but it is only for ordinary people. Unless there is a bottleneck and no hope of promotion, there are not many true extraordinary people who are willing to do such a thing.

Not to mention such a promising role.

The White Tower Company may be able to come up with something that impresses her, but if the rewards are too good and there are too many extraordinary people, how can ordinary people like this energetic guy sign up?

You must know that ornamental quality is made up of many things, and food abuse is also one of them.

Facts have proved that Fu Qian's vision is still very accurate. The blonde met her opponent who was also a transcendent in the second game.

And she was holding two stabbing swords, one long and one short, and it took almost less than two minutes to end the battle.

In the end, his opponent knelt on the ground with numerous wounds on her legs, but not even a speck of dust stuck to her snow-white combat uniform.

A beautiful battle, although the situation was not exciting enough and the response it aroused was not even one tenth of its own.

But judging from the strength shown by this person, as long as he doesn't encounter himself, he will most likely be able to make it to the back.

Well pretend I didn’t say that!

When Fu Qian stood on the ring for the third time, he looked at Weier opposite and shook his head.

He didn't believe in such a coincidence.

There are so many players, but the two who are currently performing the most exaggeratedly met in the third round. This would be a ghost if it weren't for a shady plot!

Of course, Fu Qian would not be so bored as to question the grouping issue, because it makes no difference to him who comes.

And he had already thought of the possible answers of these people——

There is no rule that says you cannot operate in secret!

Weier also looked helpless, but seemed to still want to struggle.

After bowing politely, he moved his swords forward and back, looking at Fu Qian warily.

"start!"

It seems that because Fu Qian was present, the referee did not even count the countdown this time, and immediately announced the start and jumped into the corner.

As he announced the start, the blonde woman launched an attack.

I have to say that this guy is quite strong, and his swordsmanship even makes people feel amazing.

The sharp stabbing sword turned into dots of cold light in her hand, the long one and the short one covering each other, so that every move never missed the mark.

Contrary to what many people think, although they look slender, most rapiers are actually quite heavy and difficult to dance without practice.

The person in front of me is obviously the type who has been immersed in swordsmanship for a long time.

With her exquisite movements and reasonable way of exerting force, coupled with the speed and strength of an extraordinary person, the two stabbing swords were almost indestructible in her hands.

One left and one right are also impenetrable in protecting the body.

Quite upright swordsmanship.

Fu Qian nodded secretly in his mind.

Such truly skilled players are rare and can be regarded as a rare training target.

Although I have taken the route of defeating ten masters with one force, I will always be in awe of the technical flow.

So Fu Qian did not choose to rely on strength to crush the opponent, but tried to slow down and deal with it at a similar speed.

Only when the speed is shortened can you realize the horror of this technological flow.

It was full of dangers at the beginning, and I almost had my head pierced by a sharp sword several times.

After escaping one after another, Fu Qian quickly adjusted his body, trying not to rely solely on speed, but to dodge in the most reasonable way.

Soon the thug's excellent control over his body showed its effect. The stabbing sword with the slightest sound of piercing the air could no longer get close to his body.

After a minute, I simply closed my eyes and relied solely on my hearing to distinguish.

Since transforming into a supernatural being, my five senses have been greatly enhanced, but they have never been fully developed.

I tried it today and it felt quite refreshing.

At this time, Weier started to attack from the beginning, but finally began to run out of energy and began to slow down.

However, just as the dagger in his hand was dodged again, an icy blue ray shot out from the tip of the sword, and an icy aura instantly enveloped the surrounding area.

Sure enough, there is still a trump card!

When there is a huge gap in strength, you know how to show weakness to the enemy, hide your trump cards, and then take action when the opponent is unprepared to see if there is any miraculous effect.

I have to say that this guy is a master both technically and psychologically.

But that’s it!

Fu Qian used an extremely twisted movement to avoid this long-planned killing move.

The ice-blue ray hit a corner of the arena, causing cold air to spread and form a large area of ​​white frost.

"I surrender!"

Witnessing this scene, Weier finally stopped with a look of despair on his face and surrendered breathlessly.

Afraid of killing yourself?

On the contrary, my last game left a deep impression on everyone.

He didn't make any moves before the payment. The referee, who breathed a sigh of relief, immediately announced that he was the winner, and he ran away instantly.

The audience who expected him to trample the second stage to pieces were greatly disappointed, and they were noisy for a while.

At this situation, Fu Qian snorted and looked up at the area where the roar was the loudest, his eyes cold.

If I remember correctly, it is not against the rules to kill the audience here.

Of course we are not such cruel people, but the audience doesn’t know that.

Sure enough, within a breath, the stands became silent.

Thanks to Antimatter Life, Waibibabo for the reward, and everyone for your support. There will be another chapter a little later.


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